The Poetical Works of Frances Ridley Havergal | ||
[Love would strew upon thy way]
Love would strew upon thy wayFairest, freshest flowers to-day;
Love would daily, hourly shed
Brightest sunbeams on thy head.
So she prays: that heavenly grace
Be thy flower-awakening dew,
And the brightness of His face
Gild thy life with sunshine true.
The Poetical Works of Frances Ridley Havergal | ||